Sebastian 'Bash' Walker is a partying Good-Time bloke who landed a full ride scholarship from out of The Bush of the outback in Australia to Magnolia Falls University. Magnolia Falls is located in Cajun Country, Louisiana USA where the food is hot...
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"I know exactly what this party calls for." Chyette digs fervently through his small closet. I sit cross legged on his bed brushing my hair while the curling iron warms in the bathroom.
"Gimme your thoughts," he hands two hangers and then turns to face me, "On this."
I smile, first my eyes go to the bright colorful print of rainbow splashed jogger pants, then I trail upwards to a loose fitting white fishnet tank top. "Yes. I love it."
"Me too. Still casual enough for a frat party but obvious enough for everyone to know I like dick." He pops out a hip and turns to the body length mirror on the backside of the open closet door, "Yeah, I'm hot."
I've stopped brushing my hair but the smile has remained. Chyette's makeup is already done and he looks amazing. His shaved head, contoured face, high cheekbones, full lashes and dark eye shadow looks incredible I'm more excited to see him dressed up than this party. "What are you wearing?" He asks me, shuffling through his closet until he pulls out a bedazzled man thong.
I chuckle, and roll to lay on my stomach watching him strip in front of me, "Probably a t-shirt dress and my converses."
I pull my eyes from his man business dangling before me but can't help my cheeks from burning.
"Excuse me, no you are not. I will not attend a fucking sausage fest with you looking like a bum."
I burst into laughter and let my head fall forward, "I don't look like a bum."
In only the bedazzled man-thong he goes back to his closet, "Hmmm, Joseph left something skanky behind, I'm sure of it. Yes! Here," he turns and again my eyes fall to his large junk at my eye level, then quickly look up to the top he's holding. "You being Amazonian will work perfectly, you're about his size."
I sit back up and take the stiff red material trying to figure out what it is. Then once i find the top and notice the silver eye hooks going down the center I let out a sigh, "A bustier? This is a frat party not a lingerie party, Chy."
"Same difference, just pair it with some of your mom-jeans and ta-daa its fashion not lingerie!"
"I don't even know if this will fit," I wrap it around my torso and pull it closed as my breasts smoosh firmly together.
"It'll fit, and your tits will look fantastic."
Chy throws on the fishnet sheer tank top then shimmies up the colorful jogger pants and strikes a pose in front of his mirror, "Oh yes. I look perfect. Now I want details, about your little study sesh from last night."
Oh God.
Instantly, my belly swirls and I'm aware of the slight soreness between my legs.
He gives me a mischievous look over his sculpted dark shoulder then bobs his perfect brows, "You know I've been dying for the info."
